Repairing the Past

Chapter 56

Prince escort residence, Jiang city, Airland.

One empty cup of tea just sits on the table. Two men who were sitting enjoying the peaceful atmosphere were chatting casually in one of the spacious rooms.

The companion prince, Chu Zhan, moved with a moving body position. As if impatient with the news brought by the sister-in-law as well as the eighth prince, Long Ye Zuan.

"Calm down. The condition is safe. He is now in Alorra. Fu Bai will let you know if anything unexpected happens." Ye Zuan said as he wagged his beloved fan.

"Thank God." Chu Zhan said calmly, "i, who cannot meet him, will at least feel a little comforted when I hear the good news."

"By the way, how's the capital doing?"

Ye Zuan sighed casually, "what can I say, you must have known the news that had spread. Inflation is everywhere."

"At present, Alorra plays an important role in various aspects of trading. I don't know what grudges caused them to raise the import price of food. If Airland does not experience a prolonged crisis, we also do not need to buy a lot of state supplies to the Alorra."

"Your highness the crown prince can certainly overcome this problem." Chu Zhan murmured while sipping tea without any burden.

Ye Zuan raised next to his eyebrows, "you're mocking me?"

"Listen to Chu Zhan, even though I have now replaced Ye Lang, it does not mean that I want this status. You already know what my true purpose is."

Ye Zuan held back the resentment with the title he was holding at the moment.

Over three years it had been the eighth prince to become the crown prince of the Airland Empire. There are many things he has to fix. Ye Lang's unhealthy game has left a remnant of damage to the governing system.

It's not nice to have that noble title. For some people it may be thought that high status is a form of affection and grace from the number one ruler of Airland.

But not with Ye Zuan. His elevation was the emperor's way of binding him. His movements are not as free as they used to be. Even people who have worked with him for a long time must feel the negative impact of the noble status.

The Emperor was constantly suspicious of those loyal to him and in the end, those people had to be willing to be moved to a distant place, just like Chu Zhan was currently experiencing.

"I don't mean to mock, your majesty." Keveh Chu Zhan, "I instead hope that your Majesty can bring a better change to our Imperial system.."

"Moreover, I look forward to the times when your Majesty can restore my family's honor to what it used to be!"

Ye Zuan was speechless hearing the emphatic seriousness of Chu Zhan's tone just now.

The young man knew that his brother-in-law had still not received the emperor's mistreatment of his family four years ago.

Of course, anyone who was in Chu Zhan's position would definitely not be able to come to terms with the past just like that. The heartache must still be there and leave its own trauma for the man.

"You don't have to worry. I'll keep what I promised." Tukas Ye Zuan who was starting to feel bad.

Chu Zhan smiled chimed in. He turned to the cute call of a three-year-old little boy behind the door.

"Come to Xiao Yi! Missed you!" The cry of Ye Zuan approached his nephew.

The boy, Xiao Yi, gave a warm embrace towards Ye Zuan's friendly attitude.

"Oh yes Chu Zhan, there is one thing I want to ask you." Chirps Ye Zuan while playing with Xiao Yi in her cradle.

Chu Zhan who was still sitting leisurely with the cup in his hand, responded briefly, "what is it?"

"Before, did Chu Yao ever know the emperor Alorra?"

"Come away, but I don't think so. Why why anyway? Did Yao'er get into trouble from that guy?" Chu Zhan asked back with an astonished look.

"It's not that, it's just that Fu Bai asked me. Yao Yao Yao's attitude became a little strange after meeting Xu Xiao Yan."

Chu Zhan furrowed his brows at Ye Zuan's remark, "is that close to the emperor Alorra?"

"Ck, why should I call him your highness, he is not in front of me right now. His age is not much different from mine either. Never mind, you just answer it right."

"I can't answer for sure. As far as I am concerned, the girl did not know the people of Alorra while she was still in the Chu residence. "

Ye Zuan was silent. Somehow the answer Chu Zhan gave did not make him make the guesswork less.

Given the nature of the woman who likes to adventure secretly, she must have a lot of things hidden from the sight of others.

It was no wonder that Chu Zhan did not know the lunge of the girl. It could be that Chu Yao did know well the mysterious successor to the throne of Alorra.

Even with the bodyguards of Chu Yao. Mo Yan and A-Wei disappeared just like that without a trace. It was as if it had been swallowed to the bottom of the deepest earth.

There's no news. Are alive or not. Even if they were dead, their bodies could not be found anywhere. Making Ye Zuan speculate. Is their departure indeed a coincidence. Or is there something else that causes them to leave the master alone.

If so, what is the cause?

***

It had been the third day since Chu Yao was left in the room by Mo Yan.

The man had not shown any signs of returning after leaving for a few days without any news.

Until suddenly one night, Chu Yao was surprised by the arrival of A-Wei who beat Mo Yan in shock.

The two men were covered in blood and injured in several parts of the body.

The book that was once perched in Chu Yao's hands, had now been thrown away just like that. The woman reflexively held onto Mo Yan's body when A-Wei fell down in pain.

With a swift motion, Chu Yao laid Mo Yan's body onto the cot. Then go back to doing the same to A-Wei.

"I can treat my own wounds. Please miss treat your highness immediately." Said A-Wei as Chu Yao laid her down on her couch.

Chu Yao who had already picked up the medical supplies in her wardrobe, immediately gave the two medicinal pots to A-Wei.

"Splash the medicine over your wounds and take this pill at once. Do you understand?!" Tukas Chu Yao was accompanied by a nod of A-Wei's understanding to him.

The man moaned as the medicine sprinkled on the wound on his right arm. Chu Yao bit her lips, as if feeling the same sense of pain.

His clear bead stared in doubt at the unconscious handsome face. His fingers were not as smooth as before, now squeezing the ends of the cots. As if to strengthen his heart, he gently rubbed the face-covering cloth and gave a small blow to the open wound.

After Mo Yan's breathing rhythm stabilized. Chu Yao again closed her veil cloth and checked the man's pulse.

His face suddenly became sour. With a single pull, Mo Yan's position had changed. The man sat down and Chu Yao moved swiftly as if jumping onto the cot.

Right behind Mo Yan, Chu Yao struck a nerve knot at some point in the young man's body.

Chu Yao took a deep breath and placed one of her palms on Mo Yan's back and the other hand on the man's shoulder.

Internal power transmission process is performed. It was quite long and draining of energy until Mo Yan spewed out black coagulation blood.

The silvery-white-haired man was lying unconscious on Chu Yao's chest.

"You really still like to worry me." Whisper Chu Yao while rising up after laying Mo Yan on the bed.

Chu Yao walked weakly and softly. Face paled. His trembling hand took out a small pot of medicine that was behind the belt he was wearing.

The medicine simply entered his throat and a few minutes later Chu Yao had disappeared from the room without the slightest trace.

The next day, two large bowls containing dark concentrated tonics were available on the table.

Mo Yan who was already sitting with full consciousness furrowed his brows when he found his body only layered with bandages.

The corner of his eye caught a woman talking to her personal bodyguard behind a bulkhead.

Although part of the woman's face was covered in a dividing cloth, Mo Yan was still able to find the remnants of fatigue there.

The woman's face looked pale. Her lower eyelids are slightly blackened. Indicates he hasn't slept all night.

There were some bruises on his palms. That was believed by Mo Yan as a sign that the girl had forced her condition to make medicine last night.

Mo Yan frowned when he wanted to stand up to pick up the clothes hanging on the support pole but the voice of the woman had made him go back to being quiet on the spot.

"Don't dare go anywhere before you finish that tonic!"

A-Wei gasped and immediately gulped down the available tonic without the slightest rebuttal. Whereas Mo Yan only looked at the cup with a flat expression.

"Do I have to drink the tonic first so that your majesty is sure that I didn't poison her at all?"

"Then do it!" Challenge Mo Yan with a cold face.

Chu Yao picked up the tonic and unexpectedly threw an acupuncture needle right at the young emperor's nerves of motion.

The man was instantly unable to move.

Without further ado, Chu Yao cupped Mo Yan's handsome face and poured the tonic into her mouth fearlessly.

Despite feeling a sense of hostility from the look on the man's face, Chu Yao did not bother. He instead took out all of his acupuncture needles and stuck them into several parts of Mo Yan's body.

"Maybe it's gonna hurt a little bit. Hang in!" Said Chu Yao while twisting the acupuncture needle that stuck in Mo Yan's wrist.

Mo Yan was closed with both eyebrows clinging to each other. The veins of the man's neck were poking out accompanied by droplets of sweat flowing down the side of his beautiful face.

Chu Yao did not until the heart saw the man in pain. However he had to carry out this method of treatment to prevent the poisons Mo Yan had re-acted.

"At least until Fu Bai found the antidote, forced the noble one to get used to the pain from this acupuncture needle." It was clearly Chu Yao who had already plucked out all the needles in the emperor's body.

Mo Yan did not give any response. He just stared at his palm and felt a significant difference throughout his body.

"Is there no other way?" Asked A-Wei who was already standing tall in full clothes beside Chu Yao.

"There's." Chu Yao replied with a sharp glint of eyes, "don't fight anymore!"

"Don't get hurt again! Do not use internal energy anymore! Don't provoke! Just don't stimulate the poison back!"

After giving a long answer that sounded a little sarcastic, Chu Yao also went away from the two men without any regard for the prevailing manners.

"It's just my feeling, Miss Fu seems to be angry." Mumbled A-Wei with a scratch on the head.

Mo Yan was indifferent to the words of A-Wei. He wore a free shirt and left his abdominal muscles open. Calmly, he walked to the middle of the room. Making Chu Yao who was reading the book unable to focus properly.

"Go back to your bed!" Mo Yan said with a deep and sharp look in his eyes.

Chu Yao looked at Mo Yan with a feeling of wonder. Instead of arguing, he followed the man's instructions obediently. He just walked past Mo Yan while slightly wriggling and yawning.

"Take him, don't let his wounds open again." Chu Yao patted A-Wei on the shoulder and threw herself over the bed. In just a few minutes, the woman fell asleep with a regular breathing tempo.

"L-Wei!"

A-Wei immediately approached as the master called out his name, "Yes, sir."

"Give this letter to the prime minister." Mo Yan's orders while thrusting a piece of paper to his personal bodyguard.

"Tell him, if anyone disagrees, kill him on the spot!"

A-Wei nodded in understanding then turned her back.

"Wait," intercept Mo Yan, "I don't want to be bothered by anyone until noon tomorrow!"

A-Wei lowered her body, "well, I will order the guards to stand guard outside the pavilion and deliver food just in front of the room door."

The personal guard disappeared with a single jump towards the park.